Lyrics trial 1 : i love 9ine - unfinished - Santana 9ine

My bitch hate losing that's why I love her
I've been making paper music she want me to talk about loving
He know that when the sun go down he lost his woman
This paper coming in when they said that it wouldn't
This paper coming in and it's coming in abundance
How to fuck we ain't have tens now we counting up the hundreds

Repenting for my sins ain't no point of even running
Been doing this shit for years I was six rappin' with my cousin
"Who the fuck do he think he is" Bitch I'm that on that
I was speaking to the kids trying to get them ready for that
And you can't just trust any bitch that'll get you trapped
I don't listen to none of these niggas rap cause that shit cap
All I know is she gon go and fuck who on the map

And all I know is they won't go and clap til they see them clap
Like how I know these niggas sound like what's inside my cloud
You doing good they say you changing so just be proud
These hoes come in variations I pick them out
The ho's come in quads triples & twos
Man I'm so damn proud that I ain't listen to you

Like how I get so fly when they didn't think I was cool
And I love this fucking mic it hear everything I go through
Even shit I don't like but I gotta go through
Put this shit up in a Sprite, you can't see through it
Told myself there ain't no mights, boy go do it
Yeah I love this girl face, she love the facial
She just do her thing I swear I wanna taste ya

When you stay up in your lane and you're nasty you get whatever
When I get this fucking Wraith on the street I can't race ya